Is Koenigsmarck's spirit here ?" "No," exclaimed Wogan; "I would to God it were! I would I felt its memories chilling me as they chilled me that night! But I cannot.

I cannot as much as hear a whisper.

All the heavens are dumb," he cried.
"And the earth waits," said Clementina.
She did not move, neither did Wogan.

They both sat still as statues.
They had come to the great crisis of their destiny.

A change of posture, a gesture, an assumed expression which might avert the small, the merely awkward indiscretions of the tongue, they both knew to be futile.